Outside the imperial capital, there is a temple that has stood for more than two hundred years - Tianling Temple.

It is rumored that more than two hundred years ago, the mother of the founding emperor was attacked by her enemies and fled here, where she gave birth to the founding emperor. On the night of her delivery, there was a loud thunder, strong winds, heavy rain, and a giant dragon appeared in the night sky.

Later, the child grew up, quelled the war, won the hearts of the people, and founded the Dongling Dynasty.

At this point, Tianling Temple became famous and was always regarded as a royal temple. It was also supported and trusted by the people. There was a constant stream of incense burning here, and believers were spread all over the Dongling. Some people even came from thousands of miles away just to burn a stick of incense and pray for a wish at Tianling Temple.

Outside the city, there are endless mountains and fields. Tianling Temple is located on the hillside of the mountain that faces the sun and has the best location.

Walk forward.

Along the way, there were many people coming and going to burn incense.

Some prayed for marriage, some prayed for children, some prayed for peace... the people carried baskets, incense, candles and offerings, and climbed the mountain with more than 2,000 steps with great anticipation.

A total of two thousand five hundred steps!

Finally climbed to the gate of Tianling Temple!

Qin Ye was so tired that he was panting and sweating profusely. He was really fucking tired.

"You must be tired." Zong Zhengchen took out a handkerchief from his arms, wiped her forehead, and took her to the stone bench next to him to sit for a while and rest.

"When we were at the foot of the mountain, I said I would carry you on my back, but you refused. You are so stubborn, and you are the only one who suffers."

He is her man, will she die if she depends on him?

If she doesn't rely on him, how can he play his cool, handsome and domineering role?

Although climbing the mountain is tiring, there are many people there. Tianling Temple is very famous and all the believers coming and going are devout visitors.

Qin Ye panted and said, "Since Tianling Temple is so powerful, huh... then if you come here to pray, you must be pious."

If you don't even have this sincerity, why are you worshipping Buddha?

"After seeing my mother, huh... I might as well go and pay my respects, huh... and make a wish."

Her chest rose and fell as she breathed heavily, the sound of her breathing changing from light to heavy, high to low.

"What is Ye'er's wish?" The man glanced sideways, his eyes brightened slightly, and there was a hint of anticipation in them.

Wish one: I hope King Chen will always love me, love me forever, pamper me, and hold me in his heart.

Wish 2: I want to give birth to ten sons for King Chen!

Wish three: In the future, I will listen to King Chen’s words and obey him in everything. I will follow the three obediences and four virtues, never talk back to him, never worry him, and be obedient. I will not say anything when he says one thing, and I will not go west when he goes east. He is my pillar of support, oh my god!

Wish 4...

Before Qin Ye opened his mouth, he saw the man smiling. He didn't know what he was thinking about, but his smile was very lewd, and his eyes were almost invisible.

she:"?"

It’s a sunny day, are you having a sweet dream?

She glanced at him suspiciously before expressing her wish.

Two words: "Get rich overnight."

"???"

Someone suddenly woke up from his dream.

Get rich quickly?

Only this one?

"No more?"

Qin Ye shook his head: "No more."

"No more?" he asked again.

Qin Ye shook his head again: "No more."

he:"……"

Zong Zhengchen's smile fell, he pursed his lips, and looked sour. He thought that he would be in her wish.

He was just being too sentimental.

Too much!

So, he imitated Qin Ye's breathless appearance and said with heavy breathing:

"Rapidly... huh... suddenly rich... huh... Ye, Ye'er... We are members of the royal family. Money is just a thing outside of our body. We should take a long-term view..."

He was breathing heavily intermittently, his voice sometimes light and sometimes heavy, as if he was so tired from running 5,000 meters that he could hardly breathe.

Qin Ye: “…”

Actually learned from him!

Don't go too far!

She stood up, panting, pinching her throat, and said to him in a sarcastic tone:

"Don't you have any idea how poor you are? Do you have more than 1,000 taels of silver on you? What sin have I committed that I have to suffer poverty with you?"

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